 | Mary Anne McMullan - 1816 - 376 str.
...the animal and vegetable worlds. *' Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning, The set of our sun, the calm eve of our night ; Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light." Such was the tenor of my song, as I was perched... | |
 | 1818 - 596 str.
...And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night : Give me back, give me back the wild freehness of morning, Her cloud* and her tears are worth evening'i best lighht. STORY OF ALBERT BANE.... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1819 - 872 str.
...And leaves us at eve on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Give me...back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light. Oh ! who would not welcome that moment's returning,... | |
 | 1819 - 838 str.
...And leaves us at eve on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Give me...back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light. Oh ! who would not welcome that moment's returning,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 str.
...leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! III. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Give me...back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light IV. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 str.
...known; Each wave that we danced on at morning ebbs Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night;— Give me back, give me back, the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. Oh! who would not welcome that moment's returning,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 str.
...leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore'alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Give me back, give me bacic, the wild freskaess of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening'* best light. Oh !... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 str.
...leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! III. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night;— Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 str.
...leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! III. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Give me...back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. IV. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 374 str.
...leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Give me...back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light. Oh ! who would not welcome that moment's returning,... | |
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Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night : — Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. 
